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I shy from your piercing gaze Consumed by passion as I wane from the comforts that once kept me grounded Flying high on the feelings provoked When you entered my tomb and evoked a lovers ghost My room now lit with your radiant presence As I digress and falter to heavy air leading to the path of least resistance Hoping that my complexity doesn't **** this flame with cold reluctant bitterness In which the past has inevitably carved into my character I left my heart upon my sleeve and my frailty translucent No matter the cost it was well worth the enchantment The risk exhilarates and vibrates through my cortex Turning me on and away from my senses and when you lifted my chin there was no doubt that I want this By the heat of your hand I melted into intoxicating madness Adorned in beads of sweat reflecting my bodies tension Yearning for lips I cant help but mention because they've become somewhat of an obsession I'm scratching at your heart almost desperate for recognition Swearing that I don't need forever Just one bright moment
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Jul 6, 2013
Jul 6, 2013 at 11:28 PM UTC
A Moment Like This
I shy from your piercing gaze Consumed by passion as I wane from the comforts that once kept me grounded Flying high on the feelings provoked When you entered my tomb and evoked a lovers ghost My room now lit with your radiant presence As I digress and falter to heavy air leading to the path of least resistance Hoping that my complexity doesn't **** this flame with cold reluctant bitterness In which the past has inevitably carved into my character I left my heart upon my sleeve and my frailty translucent No matter the cost it was well worth the enchantment The risk exhilarates and vibrates through my cortex Turning me on and away from my senses and when you lifted my chin there was no doubt that I want this By the heat of your hand I melted into intoxicating madness Adorned in beads of sweat reflecting my bodies tension Yearning for lips I cant help but mention because they've become somewhat of an obsession I'm scratching at your heart almost desperate for recognition Swearing that I don't need forever Just one bright moment
danielle-rose
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Jul 6, 2013
Jul 6, 2013 at 11:28 PM UTC
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